ME + ELLEN
This is Ellen and me at our writers’ retreat. We may not have caught swordfish and drunk ourselves silly like Hemingway, but we had a good time. Okay, at least I did. Ellen probably hated it. I was obnoxious the whole time and kept poking her, asking “Whatcha doin? Whatcha writin’? Can I see?”
Actually, that didn’t happen at all. I pretty much ignored her and was all like, “Let me write, ho.”
Okay, that didn’t happen either. We just had a good time writing by the beach. We did NOT pick up any 80-year-old men. I can’t believe anyone would even THINK that we would go trolling for sugar daddies. That did not happen. Please, get your minds out of the gutter, people.




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